Droplets of rain his now damp uniform. It had been a long day and he was ready to take off his uniform and rest with his girlfriend.
"Regina, babe, I'm home," he hollered.
There was no response. He had expected to be him. She was a first-grade teacher at Storybrooke Elementary and she was always home before he was.
Their home was a spacious two-bedroom apartment that was situated at the downtown area of Stroybrooke with modern shops and cafés.
They'd moved there just a few months ago. They had been dating for three years now and they both decided to take the next step in their relationship.
He looked around the living room, noticing her bag was placed on the side table of the couch. It was odd, she was a very ordered and meticulous person. Her bag always went on the hook behind the door. Her shoes were thrown randomly on the floor and the lights from all turned off around the house, only the lamp next to the living room couch giving a small amount of light.
"Regina?" He called once again. He was now confused, but more so worried for her. The only time Regina had ever forgotten to put then away properly was when they were hurried and hot and heavy fora good fuck.
One again, no response.
He walked over to the hallway that lead to their room. The door was creaked open and light was coming from it. He walked inside, and the sight made his gut drop.
She was packing, furiously and hurriedly packing all her clothes into a suitcase.
"Regina, what's going on?" He walked over to her, with a shaky voice from the shear fear and confusion of what she was doing.
"What does it look like? I'm leaving." Her gaze nowhere near his. She kept her head down, focused on packing her clothes and toiletries into the suitcase. She moved quickly to and from the bedroom and the bathroom.
Robin right behind her attempting to understand what exactly had happened. Things had been going a bit rocky between them recently, but he never thought that it was to the point where she'd want to leave him.
"Can you just, for a second, stop and explain to me what it is going on?" He reached for her hand and she pulled it away before he could get a good grip on it. Her eyebrows tightened as she looked at him with pure hatred in her eyes.
"I am done with you Robin, I don't need you anymore, not your stupid games or your damn cheating ways."
Now, that had really caught him by surprise. He had never, ever, cheated on her. He loved Regina, more than anything in the world. Yes, he was a charmer and a bit of a flirt with the ladies, but his loyalty was always and forever to her.
"Alright, hold on, what the hell are you talking about? I did not cheat on you."
She had been folding her clothes, but at his denial of her accusation she stopped and looked at him "Did you think I wouldn't find out? Do you really think me that much of an idiot to believe you after I saw you with that bitch Emma during your so-called meeting?"
His eyes widened. He had told her that morning that he was not able to go to a doctor's appointment with her because he had an important staff meeting to attend. But in reality, he had lied to her, he had gone with Emma and treated her to lunch as a thanks for a favor she had done for him.
"Bollocks," he ran his hand through his hair. Realizing now what she thought. It clearly seemed like he was going behind her back to spend time with Emma.
"Why did you lie, Robin?" She raises her voice at him, "You lied to me and there I was across the street like an idiot while you sat there with that bitch making her laugh and… I am done with you! There's no point in this anymore."
"It's not what you think, Regina. Please, give me a chance to explain and it'll all get sorted out, promise," he begs her as he takes hold of her hand. Trying to soothe her anger in slow thumbing strokes on her palm.
She scoffs bitterly at his begging, "You know what I think? I think you are a piece of shit, and you'll never change. You will always be that same damn philanderer sticking his dick in everything that moves. So, just leave me the hell alone. Don't come after me, don't look for me, don't talk to me. I want nothing from you!"
"Please, babe, just please wait a minute," he begs her, getting on his knees and wrapping his arms around her waist and burring his head in her torso begging her to give him a chance to explain.
She looks down to him and she can't help but let all the tears fall – all the tears she had been holding in that day, "I thought you loved me," she croaks.
"I do, my love, I do. I swear I love you more than anything!"
"What's the point," she replies through hot tears, "We've been fighting constantly. I think… I think things have just changed too much and I don't want to be living like this. I don't need excuses or lies anymore, I don't want to hear it. All we've been doing is fighting and the girls at the police station said…"
He stands hearing her trail off at the end of her thought, "What did you hear?"
She smiles cynically as more tears fall. Her gaze at him clearly show the loss of trust in him, the complete loss of belief in anything that he could say to make it right, "That you're always with Emma. That you flirt with all the other office girls and officers… Zelena, Merida… I don't need to be the laughing stock of that damn place."
"Who told you this?" He asks with now anger boiling at his core. Because god knows that he doesn't flirt with them. Not anymore, he had stopped, completely stopped any type of flirty ways with any woman after he had met her. He had been involved with Zelena and Merida, purely sex, before meeting Regina. He had been known as the Casanova of the police force. It was just sex to him. It been years since he had come on to anyone in any way at all. He was loyal to Regina, loyal in every way and he needed her to believe that.
"What's the point in knowing who it is? What he told me was true, I saw you with Emma. were caught red-handed."
"So, it's a he?"
"It doesn't matter, Robin." She replied as she moved to her suitcase to zip it up, "I'm leaving. It's done."
"Please darling, don't leave. Just, let me explain. I am not cheating on you, you've got to believe me." He walks behind her as she begins to put on her heels and reach for her coat.
"And I did, Robin. I did believe but there was always that bit of insecurity I had. But I told myself I was exaggerating, that you would never do anything that cruel to me. I told myself that you really did love me. That I meant something, meant enough to you for you to stay faithful to me," she looks at him as she finishes unbuttoning her pea coat and with a cry escaping her she says her last words to him, "I was such a stupid girl. My mother was right… true love is just in fairytales."
"That's not true, Regina, please! I love you, darling, I love you so much! Emma was just doing a favor for me, you've got to understand that."
She scoffs at his excuse, "What favor was that? To give you a blowjob? I hope it was all you ever wanted."
As she takes her bags and begins to the door Robin begs to her once more to stay, "Please don't leave. It's raining out and you're going to get yourself sick. Please, stay inside, warm and we'll talk about this in the morning, once you're calm."
She shakes her head as she opens the door, and sets her keys on the nearest table, "I told you I was done."
She walks out and he doesn't follow her. He stays there, shocked at how his life had changed in a matter of hours. That same morning, they were fucking and god, it was so good. Promising they would love one another, that they would do their best to be better for one another. More patient, understanding and loving.
Now, almost twelve hours later, she's packed her bag and left him her keys.
He walks over to the window overlooking the street and he sees her exiting the building and crossing the street to her car.
"Fuck," he growls and to hell he's going to let her leave like this. They promised they wouldn't leave, that they would fight for their love and that was what he planned to do.
Even if she did not want to at the moment.
He runs out the apartment and out to the staircase choosing not to take the elevator.
He reaches the bottom floor and she's about to get into her car and as he calls out her name from outside the building complex.
"We promised to fight for our love," he yells from across the street. Her shoulders sag and even through the darkened and rainy sky he can see the tears leaving her reddened eyes, "You won't fight now, but I'll fight for the both of us."
He walks over, intent on making her go back into their home to sort things out. She remains silent, looking at him at he pops her trunk open and takes her suitcase out.
He stand on the middle of the street and looks at her, one hand holding her luggage the other extended out for her.
Her arms crossed as she looks at him, waiting for her to go to him.
"Well, darling, you said you were a stupid girl, and on one thing you were stupid. I am not cheating on you," he said to her. Her mouth opened but he halted her, raising his voice over hers, "I am not finished."
He was still wearing his police uniform that was not soaked from the drizzle that had turned to heavy rain. She did not have an umbrella to keep her dry and her hair was soaked, her pea coat as well heavy with rain.
"I asked Emma to come with me to pick out engagement rings."
"W-what?"
"Yes, you stubborn woman, I want to bloody marry you. I was planning to ask you to marry me. But here you went and overthought everything and over analyzed like you always do. And now here we are."
"But... I thought."
"You thought wrong. I took her to lunch as a thanks."
"Oh, Robin."
He chuckles at her realization and her face has turned from angry, confused to now embarrassed at rushing into things, "Now, I am quite wet now, shall we do inside and get warm before we catch our death?"
She chuckles at him and closes the car door.
She begins to walk towards him but stops when a blinding light hits her peripheral vision. She sees Robin look down the road and before he can make a move away the car hits him, throwing him over the top and rolling over the car. The suitcase he held onto fly's away as it opens up and her clothes scatter over the street.
"No, no, no, no, Robin! No!"
She runs to his side in an instant. He's splayed across the ground. He's laying on his stomach, eyes open, but his body unmoving.
"No, Robin, don't you dare die on me. Robin!"
She looks behind to see the driver come out of his car and begin calling 911 and she looks back at him. Blood everywhere all she can think about is how she cannot lose him. That he dare not die on her.
She stays by his side, when the ambulance come until the he's sent to surgery. She calls all their friends and family and they all come minutes later.
Even with everyone around her, all she knows is that she cannot survive without Robin by her side.
She feels guilt build inside her, feels guilt that it was her fault that this happened to him.
For overreacting, over analyzing and being stubborn.
She waits and waits, hours and hours for an update from a doctor, form anyone at all.
"Why can't you just tell me if they're almost done with the surgery?! He had internal bleeding, broken bones, I need to know how he is! Can't anyone tell me anything!? Robin Locke, I need and update on Robin Locke!" She's furious and no nurse can help her.
"Regina, why don't you come sit down. They'll tell us something once they're finished." Kathryn says as she moved her to a nearby chair.
"I just… I want to know how he is," she murmurs, and she can't hold it in. A cry breaks her heart and she's sobbing and Kathryn soothes her calmly. Reassuring her that everything will be okay.
"It's my fault…," she says after the calms down, "I was stupid. I didn't listen, and he had to go outside, go on the street after me."
"No, Regina. Do not blame yourself," David says, "You didn't know that would happen. It's not your fault."
She doesn't reply to David. Deep down, the guilt is there, she will blame herself, always blame herself for being the reason this happened to the love of her life… to the father of her unborn child.
Once he's out of surgery, the doctor tells him that he's been placed on ICU. Doctor Whale informs Regina that he is in a coma due to the brain injuries he received.
Regina sits at the side of his bed, one hand placed on her flat stomach and the other on Robin's still hand. The flat stomach that would not be nearing three months, one in which she planned to surprise him that morning at the doctor's visit.
"Robin, baby…" She wants to apologize, but she knows that in the event hat Robin can hear her like the doctor said, he will not want her to apologize. So, she doesn't. Instead she talks to him about something else. Something that she had planned to be a surprise.
"Baby, you have to wake up," she begins, "Today, I wanted you to go to the doctor with me. I wanted to surprise you with the ultrasound of our baby."
Tears well at her face and overflow her lids and she holds onto her slight puff of her belly tighter, "We're having a baby, Robin. And I need you to wake up, so this little one can meet his or her daddy when it's born."
"Please, Robin, please wake up."
